she was comfortable, and so I
glanced into her chariot and rearranged her silks and furs. In doing
so I noted with horror that she was heavily chained by one ankle to the
side of the vehicle.
"What does this mean?" I cried, turning to Sola.
"Sarkoja thought it best," she answered, her face betokening her
disapproval of the procedure.
Examining the manacles I saw that they fastened with a massive spring
"Where is the key, Sola? Let me have it."
"Sarkoja wears it, John Carter," she answered.
I turned without further word and sought out Tars Tarkas, to whom I
vehemently objected to the unnecessary humiliations and cruelties, as
they seemed to my lover's eyes, that were being heaped upon Dejah
"John Carter," he answered, "if ever you and Dejah Thoris escape the
Tharks it will be upon this journey. We know that you will not go
without her. You have shown yourself a mighty fighter, and we do not
wish to manacle you, so we hold you both in the easiest way that will
yet ensure security. I have spoken."
I saw the strength of his reasoning at a flash, and knew that it was
futile to appeal from his decision, but I asked that the key be taken
from Sarkoja and that she be directed to leave the prisoner alone in
"This much, Tars Tarkas, you may do for me in return for the friendship
that, I must confess, I feel for you."
"Friendship?" he replied. "There is no such thing, John Carter; but
have your will. I shall direct that Sarkoja cease to annoy the girl,
and I myself will take the custody of the key."
"Unless you wish me to assume the responsibility," I said, smiling.
He looked at me long and earnestly before he spoke.
"Were you to give me your word that neither you nor Dejah Thoris would
attempt to escape until after we have safely reached the court of Tal
Hajus you might have the key and throw the chains into the river Iss."
"It was better that you held the key, Tars Tarkas," I replied
He smiled, and said no more, but that night as we were making camp I
saw him unfasten Dejah Thoris' fetters himself.
With all his cruel ferocity and coldness there was an undercurrent of
something in Tars Tarkas which he seemed ever battling to subdue.
Could it be a vestige of some human instinct come back from an ancient
forbear to haunt him with the horror of his people's ways!
As I was approaching Dejah Thoris' chariot
What in the world had ever prompted him to speak those ridiculous words! And now how was he to unsay them without mortifying this beautiful girl who had just kissed his hand? She would never forgive that--he was sure of it.Page 13
Striking at one another, the two surged backward and forward at the very edge of the hill, each searching for the other's throat.Page 26
"It was through his efforts that you escaped before, you will recall.Page 61
Barney had come to believe that no man lived who could be happy in possession of one.Page 63
Behind him a hundred cloaks dropped from the shoulders of his fighting men, exposing not silks and satins and fine velvet, but the coarse tan of khaki, and grim cartridge belts well filled, and stern revolvers slung to well-worn service belts.Page 64
" Maenck took a step toward Barney and Butzow, when old Prince von der Tann interposed his giant frame with grim resolve.Page 72
The American saw that the two were pressing Butzow much too closely for safety and that Coblich had now recovered from the effects of the blow and was in pursuit, drawing his saber as he ran.Page 80
We approve of the amnesty you have granted, Prince Ludwig, and Peter of Blentz is free to enter Lustadt, as he will, so long.Page 92
Barney Custer was the first to speak.Page 107
As Barney fled from the courtyard he heard the rattle of hasty footsteps upon the rickety stairway of the inn.Page 144
Or, if they guessed that his car had gone over into the river, they would doubtless believe that its driver had gone with it.Page 147
The honor of my house is more precious than the life of any of its members.Page 148
Barney gathered the princess in his arms and plunged into the shallow stream.Page 168
this to your lieutenant," he said, "and tell him to hand it to Prince Peter before dawn tomorrow.Page 177
The balance of the day the pseudo-king rode back and forth along his lines.Page 181
I have just escaped from Blentz.Page 185
Beyond the panels he could hear the two soldiers on guard there conversing.Page 189
As the sound of the iron-shod hoofs diminished in the distance, with them diminished the hopes of the king.Page 195
She has honored me with her affection, but she will not wed until she has been formally released from her promise to wed Leopold of Lutha.Page 210
"You say that Leopold of Lutha lived futilely.